The players on both sides jumped the ball were Yang Jie and Wiggins. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

The two jumped at the same time and touched the basketball almost at the same time, but Wiggins had more power and squeezed the basketball out of the air, and Irving, the point guard of the U.S. team, got the basketball.

The U.S. team's offense, the national youth team quickly returned to the defense, not giving it a chance to attack quickly.

Irving dribbled past half the court, and his teammates had not finished their positions, so he began to attack individually, and after a continuous change of direction, he broke through Ji Fan and rushed straight to the basket, and scored a beautiful layup for the United States team to score first!

"What a sharp attack!" Ji Fan looked at Owen, his face was extremely solemn, just now he only felt a figure shaking in front of him, and then he suddenly disappeared, he didn't have time to react, and he couldn't keep up with Owen's speed!

"It's horrible!" He muttered in a low voice, the fists in his hands clenched unconsciously, since he was a child, this was the first time he had been so cleanly and neatly, and he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart when he had always been calm and calm.

Zhang Yufeng on the bench was also shocked when he saw this ball, and said with his eyes glared: "This continuous change of direction has reached the peak, it's really terrifying!" ”

"Hmm." Yang Juncheng nodded lightly, his face also showed shock, although he had read the information about Irving before, but when he really saw Irving's offense on the court, he couldn't help but sigh for it, where is this point guard, he is simply an attacker.

"Irving is the absolute core of the U.S. team, a more offensive point guard, with a very strong ability to dribble the ball, and the ability to break through and cut is also very outstanding, and the shooting touch is excellent, and the most commonly used offense is a layup or emergency stop shot after the break, as well as a three-point shot from the outside." He said as he thought about the information.

Zhang Yufeng couldn't help but gasp after hearing this, this is simply a scoring guard, where is a point guard.

"Then Owen doesn't have a weakness?" He asked.

"Yes!" Yang Juncheng said, "Irving's biggest problem is that his organizational skills are not strong enough, and he is much worse than those pure point guards. ”

Zhang Yufeng nodded lightly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, it's good to have weaknesses, as long as there are weaknesses, you can come up with ways to limit them.

"Coach, do I still have a chance to play in this game?" Zhang Yufeng asked, this is the question he is most concerned about.

Yang Juncheng froze for a moment and shook his head gently, "Don't think about the game anymore, focus on watching the game, this is also an opportunity to learn." ”

"Hey!" Zhang Yufeng sighed lightly and continued to focus on the court.

In just over a minute of the conversation between the two, the U.S. team couldn't play a wave of 8:0 small high C, 6 of the 8 points were scored by Owen, and the national youth team hit the iron again and again, and did not score 1 point.

The players of the national youth team were a little frustrated, and their eyes kept turning to the bench, expressing their intention to ask for help, obviously hoping that the coach could replace Zhang Yufeng on the field to enhance the team's offensive firepower and break the scoring drought.

Yang Juncheng's face was gloomy, and he was extremely angry at the dependence shown by the players, he stood up and roared loudly: "Zhang Yufeng will not play in this game, so I can only rely on you, now I will cheer me up, even if I lose, I will lose with backbone." ”

The team members were taken aback by this roar, this was the first time they had seen Yang Juncheng so angry, like a manic lion, who wanted to take a bite when he saw anyone.

"Everyone cheer up, the coach doesn't let Yu Feng naturally have a reason, now we have to show our backbone and let these Americans see, even if it is into the tiger's mouth, we can break off two teeth!" Ji Fan said, his face was still as calm as water, but his tone became excited.

"Good!" Everyone shouted, and was stimulated to blood, the coach was right, it was okay to lose, but it couldn't be spineless.

In this round, it was the turn of the national youth team to attack.

Ji Fan held the ball over the half, and was a little unaccustomed to facing Irving's oppressive defense before, and made a mistake, but now he has adapted to it, no longer panicked, dribbling the ball rhythmically, looking for opportunities to attack or pass.

"Come on!" Owen said, releasing a powerful aura.

"Humph!" Ji Fan snorted coldly, suddenly accelerated to change direction, and then turned around and broke through from the left side.

Owen followed closely from the side, and the powerful force against Ji Fan made him uncomfortable.

"If strength and talent can't be compared, then the technology will be high!" Ji Fan felt a chord in his heart, and made a feint to shoot after a sharp stop.

Owen may be a little underestimated, and he didn't judge this feint, so he jumped up and blocked it, but found that he had been deceived.

Ji Fan took advantage of the moment when Owen was in the air and jumped up to shoot.

"Huh!" The basketball hollow into the net finally scored 2 points for the national youth team.

"Good shot!" The teammates excitedly ran over to high-five each other, and after two minutes of depression, they finally let out a sigh.

The Chinese fans in the audience who had been sinking for a long time also cheered excitedly, and raised the national flag in their hands, their faces were full of pride!

Team USA attacks.

After Irving dribbled past half court, he singled Ji Fan again, and used his strong body to force Ji Fan to shoot.

"Huh!" Scoring again, it seems that Owen wants to take advantage of the advantage of the position to play singles many times.

"Toot!" Yang Juncheng called a short timeout, and after a brief set-up, the game restarted.

The national youth team attacked, Ji Fan dribbled to organize the attack, Ren Qinwei mentioned the high post for a single block cover, Ji Fan used this cover to shake off Irving, and the supplementary player did not arrive, so he directly formed an empty opportunity outside the three-point line.

Ji Fan did not hesitate, his hand rose and fell, he made a three-point shot, and hit another ball.

The score was rewritten to 10:5.

The U.S. team attacked, Irving passed the ball to scoring guard Kevin Booker after half court, and then the rest of the team went around a few times and passed the ball to Irving, who was in a good position.

As soon as Owen got the ball, Ren Qinwei came over and didn't give him a chance to play singles!

This is a change in defensive strategy, containing Irving,* forcing him to make mistakes, cutting him off from his teammates, and making it more difficult for him to pass the ball even more when he is already not good at passing.

Owen's dark face showed a row of white teeth, and he didn't seem to be afraid, and in the face of the defense of the two, he directly stepped back and turned around and jumped to shoot.

Ren Qinwei shouted angrily, jumped high, and directly slapped the basketball down, once again showing his perverted physical fitness, compared with those American players, except for the thinner body, the rest did not suffer at all.

"Oh, God!" An American player standing next to him opened his mouth wide in surprise, never expecting Irving's shot to be blocked.

"Run!" Ji Fan, who got the ball, shouted and threw the ball towards the front court.

Ren Qinwei had already rushed out like an arrow off the string, the speed was staggering, and the two American team members desperately returned to defense, but they couldn't keep up with his speed.

After getting the ball, he ran wildly, leaped high into the box and finished the attack with a powerful gliding smash.

The difference has narrowed again!

(End of chapter)